Liu Youyou ignored Yun Mengze who put Liu Fengheng in front of her with cleverness, but took out a fine cigarette from his jeans pocket.

A 'click' sound ignited.

Everyone was swallowing and smoky.

Only Liu Fengnan is clean and self-disciplined, and he is a little unsteady and calm about something.

“It’s already 10 o’clock,”

Liu Tiange felt the atmosphere was solemn, and he smiled and comforted himself: "I won't come again this morning, how can they have such strong physical strength?"

"They have two ways to fly with force. One is to rely on wind, regardless of upwind or slanted wind; the other is to rely on compressed upward airflow. As long as there is sufficient temperature difference upward airflow in the air, they can glide with very little physical strength."

Liu Youyou looked at Zhao Dahai calmly and further inferred: "In rainy days, cold currents, and nights, they are not unable to fly under these three conditions, but they have to fly with their own physical energy. Just climbing 15 kilometers can consume a lot of their physical strength, let alone flying for hundreds of miles at night."

"This witch, I deliberately saw my joke, but I didn't come here until I finished setting it up! I have to push it down and redesign it all!"

At this moment, the cigarette butts in Zhao Dahai's mouth fell to the ground.

His cheeks were so angry that he shook.

"Are you sure?"

Liu Fengheng looked at Liu Youyou seriously: "Did you get the information from the strategy team?"

Zhao Pu and Liu Jinghu are sworn brothers, and Liu Fengheng is also determined to be Zhao Pu's son-in-law. According to principles, they should respectfully call him uncle.

However, because Zhao Pu is also Nangong Yue’s brother, this becomes a dead end.
Chapter completed!